The first thing that comes into view is the high and clear sky in early autumn in the north, and then three more faces.
They were three unfamiliar faces. They were about the same age as the two men who kidnapped him. When they met Miss Shangjun's eyes, they also managed a smile.
This smile is a little shy and restrained, but it wants to express its hospitality, just like a simple plowman.
Miss Jun no longer wanted to ask who they were, she lowered her gaze.
Those people seemed a little nervous.
"Miss Jun, don't worry, you'll be here soon." One of the men said hurriedly.
However, this kind of comfort is not what is needed at this time.
"Miss Jun has been lying down for a long time. She may feel uncomfortable. Why not sit up?" Another man said hurriedly.
Miss Jun raised her eyes to look at them again.
Seeing her like this, the man who gave the suggestion immediately rubbed his hands happily.
"Quickly..." he said. He didn't come forward to help him, but looked left and right, "Three dogs."
When my name was called, a childish voice was reluctant.
"I'm older too," he said.
Miss Jun is a little funny.
Are they tabooing the defense between men and women?
Is this interesting?
Did she get here by herself?
"Miss Jun, you do extraordinary things in extraordinary times." The man saw her expression and rubbed his hands and said. Although what he said made sense, he was still a little uneasy, as if these words were not what he wanted to say.
.
A farmer really cannot say such things unless someone teaches him.
Miss Jun will not delve into these matters for the time being.
After the man finished speaking, he shouted a few times to the people over there, and then the half-grown child among the three people who kidnapped her reluctantly came over and helped Miss Jun sit up.
Even though there was grass underneath her, it was still uncomfortable to lie down all night. Miss Jun couldn't help but let out a breath, moved her stiff body, and at the same time glanced around.
This is a mountain road, but the terrain ahead seems to be gentle, with the smell of soil, livestock and cooking smoke lingering vaguely.
This really seems like a village.
"Miss Jun, sit down," the man said, pushing the car, while other men followed around.
They didn't seem to be worried about Miss Jun escaping at all.
Miss Jun was silent.
This is probably because of confidence.
However, they were not surprised that she was so well-behaved and didn't even question her.
Maybe you don’t care?
Who would be trapped in a cage with the cry of an animal.
"...Have a good journey?"
"certainly."
"These are common tricks."
Miss Jun listened to their low conversation.
What are the common tricks?
Guards outside the camp? Hidden weapons inside the camp?
For thieves, guards are very common, but hidden weapons in tents are probably less common.
That's what the master taught her.
"My hidden weapon formation, if I say it's second, no one would dare to say it's first." He said proudly.
Common...trick?
Several men continued talking.
"...Has the Iron Legs' piglet been born yet?"
"...I sold Old Yutou's dried vegetables to him, and I met a big customer..."
Their boss, the Li family, really started talking about life as a farmer.
Master said that if you want to deceive others, you must first deceive yourself. If you want others to believe that you are a farmer, then you must really think that you are a farmer.
Miss Jun looked at these people and saw their appearance clearly for the first time.
There were seven men in total, the youngest was eleven or twelve years old, and the oldest was over forty. They were wearing coarse linen shirts, and their faces were rough and had marks left by the wind and sun.
Their accents are all local.
Seeing her looking over, several people stopped talking and looked at her.
"What do you need, Miss Jun?" the older man asked hurriedly.
Miss Jun said nothing and turned her eyes away.
The men didn't ask any more questions. The older man waved his hand and everyone continued to move forward.
The car was pushed and turned around the foot of a mountain. Miss Jun's eyes suddenly opened up. Sure enough, it was a flat land with scattered houses and children running around playing in it. The autumn morning light shone brightly and peacefully.
Who...are they?
Miss Jun said in her heart again, this is too weird.
She looked forward and suddenly felt numb and froze.
She saw a mountain.
A mountain.
This is a mountain village with a mountain behind it.
This is, this is...
"This is a mountain."
The man next to her noticed something strange about her and heard her murmur, and replied in confusion.
Could it be that Miss Jun has never seen mountains? Why does her whole body feel as if she has been struck by lightning?
"I said we are all mountain people, hunting and farming..." Another man also said.
Miss Jun felt like her body was so stiff that she was about to break.
"This mountain is..." she said in a hoarse voice.
Are you finally asking yourself where you are? The men looked at each other, their expressions were not tense, they were still relaxed and leisurely.
What is she afraid of? Even if she knows what kind of mountain this is, what can she do?
"This mountain is..." a man said kindly.
Before he finished speaking, Miss Jun had already spoken.
"Zhang Qingshan." She said, looking at the mountain in front of her.
The man was stunned for a moment, and several others were also a little surprised.
"Does Miss Jun actually know?" the man said, "Why is our Zhangqingshan so famous?"
Zhangqingshan.
Zhang Qingshan.
It's indeed a fake name.
Sure enough, they are all fake.
Miss Jun looked at the mountain and burst into tears.
"Zhang Qingshan." She said, "Zhang Qingshan."
Several men were startled.
"What happened to Zhang Qingshan?" everyone asked in unison.
What happened to Zhang Qingshan?
She finally met Zhang Qingshan, but Zhang Qingshan was dead!
Miss Jun covered her face and cried loudly.
Several men took a step back in fear. You looked at me and I looked at you.
"Didn't I say anything?" a man said with an uneasy expression.
The boy beside him curled his lips.
"Women just love to cry." He said with a somewhat understanding and profound look.
It's a pity that he was slapped on the head the next moment.
"Go away." The older man cursed, looked at the others, and lowered his voice, "I guess the emotions have been building up until now and finally collapsed."
That's right, this girl's behavior along the way is so extraordinary.
"However, people who can make vaccinations must be different from ordinary people." A man added, "There is nothing unusual about it."
This is why they feel that Miss Jun's reaction is natural.
This makes no sense.
Several men looked confused, some rubbed their hands and some scratched their heads.
"Anyway, women just love to cry. Who knows why they cry." Finally, the older man said, patting his thigh.
"Uncle Kui, this is what I said." Sangouzi said.
The older man raised his hand angrily at him, but Sangouzi had already jumped away.
"Second uncle." He shouted loudly and waved his hand towards the road.
Everyone looked over and saw many people walking from the village, obviously seeing their return.
Several men also rushed over to greet him.
"Captain." They looked at the leading man and shouted.
The person called the village chief was a man in his forties, and his eyes fell on Miss Jun.
"What's going on?" he asked in a deep voice.
"Who knew, it was fine, but I suddenly cried." Several men said in unison.
How could you not know that anyone who was kidnapped would cry? The village chief shook his head.
"You guys don't know how to coax a child." He said, "You must have scared her."
Several men looked aggrieved and wanted to explain themselves, but the village chief had already passed them and stood in front of Miss Jun.
"Miss Jun." He said with a soft expression and a slightly lower voice, "Don't be afraid, we are not bad people."
Miss Jun stopped crying, put down her sleeves and looked over.
Sure enough, she stopped crying, and everyone around her breathed a sigh of relief.
Miss Jun looked at the man in front of her and her eyes suddenly opened wide with tears.
She recognizes him.
Although he looked much older than the soldier on the military formation map drawn with pen and ink, for someone with a photographic memory like her, he could easily recognize him.
he!
He showed up too!
"You, you..." She moved her lips and murmured. Before the words came out, she closed her eyes and opened her mouth to cry loudly. She cried harder than before.
The people around were shocked.
The village chief stood there very embarrassed, but someone who didn't have a good eye poked his head over.